Five Minute Friday — Green

Every Friday I join a community of bloggers for Five Minute Friday. One word prompt, five minutes. And I literally write it in 5 minutes. The prompt this week is … Green.

The English countryside taught me how to love the color green. Nature set to the shades of green colored by God’s Crayola box, one could never just walk away and not stare in wonder. It was my first home with my husband. And it was unforgettable.

Born and raised around landscapes, apartment buildings, subways, busses and row houses, worlds like these were beyond what I saw everyday. For me, this city life in America was all of the world I would ever see. Then I met my husband and we fell in love and married. With him, I married the military. Through this union, I was transported to a land that was like a scene from the show Downton Abbey or a Jane Austen novel. With houses with thatched roofs and exposed timber frames down at the end of a dirt road surrounded by trees of forest green. I loved to go into the area and see the Evergreen ferns and around the barns.

We bunked in our sweet flat in our village complete with bushes around the house and green ivy that grew around the outside walls of our home. In my mind, a city girl like me could never live here. Did I deserve to live in a place that one could only describe from picture books? Where nursery rhymes were made in a village with actual crooked houses. Where you could actually see the shepherds in the pasture tending to their sheep and the sheep dogs chasing them around. Where the markets were outdoor selling items and there was a fish and chip shop on every corner.

My time in England was amazing. It was simple. It was beautiful. It was peaceful. And it was green. I will never forget it.